Kyamon U Thaung - U Ne Win's Ashes

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General Ne Win, the dictator and life-long leader, passed away on the morning of December 5, 2002.

History tells us that shortly before the death of the great king, the great king who was a great statesman and missionary, the queens read out a list of donations worth twenty-two million six hundred thousand baht to the king's good deeds and merits, so that he might meditate on the Dhamma and meditate on it. He then peacefully passed away, obeying the king's wishes.

Similarly, during the time of the great leader's death, his daughter Khin Sandar Win Devi read out the accounts of the millions of baht that the family had stolen from the country's treasury, including foreign currency accounts deposited in foreign banks, accounts of gems that had not yet been sold abroad, accounts of counterfeit FEC dollars in the house, and accounts of Myanmar kyats that were stored in an entire room.

U Ne Win, who was so confused that his daughter had given him opium to cover up his pain, obeyed her daughter’s list of jewels and gold and prayed, “May the peace and blessings of God be upon you, may the peace and blessings of God be upon you.” At that moment, when the medicine suddenly wore off, there was not a single trace of emptiness in all of U Ne Win’s 32 koththas, and the always-shrouded energy of greed rose up. He saw the figures of the stolen goods that his daughter had read. The flames of anger that had been hidden suddenly flared up, and he shouted in a deep voice, “Give me my things.. Give them into my hands...” In that “moment,” he went to heaven.

Despite having millions of dollars in wealth, the general was left empty-handed, without a single penny in his pocket, and he died burning with a great fire of greed and anger.

The two autographs of U Ne Win, who had left the world with a heavy heart, arrived at the office of Mr. St. Peter, the registrar of the state of Nay Pyi Taw. The autograph of the bad deeds was as thick as nine cartloads, while the autograph of the good deeds was as thin as a gold coin. Mr. St. Peter did not even read the autographs, but wrote a note and signed it, saying, "No action is required."

“The file arrived at the King. He didn’t waste time reading it, he pulled U Ne Win’s ear and took him straight to the eighth floor of hell – the lowest floor.

When he arrived at the office, he said, "I have a lot of friends. There are many senior military officers who have come to my dormitory since the BIA era. I am having a great time with my friends."

"My people... it's not just our soldiers who are going to hell. The FSLA socialists who rob, take bribes, and the socialists who kill to get votes are also coming."

And there are many leftists. After the massacre of the people, who were singing the song “Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, don’t be angry,” and killing each other one by one, Thakin Than Htun, who arrived immediately, was sitting in a big pot of hot oil. Oh, Thakin Soe, you know, he’s in hell. I don’t know if Soe Gyi ate raw chickpeas in his life, but he could swim in hot oil like a swimming pool. He would rather be separated from his Red Flag disciples who worshipped him than suffer in hell.”

U Ne Win, hearing the words of Yama Min, was deeply moved by his own life. In life, he often called the military officers “our people” because they were separated from the civilians. He only loved the military officers. However, he became angry and asked, “The ones who were left behind, Ma Ae Yo... Ma Ma Yo... the dog NPA, are the monks and the Buddhas close to them? If they come, will they send them to Tawatim?”

“Hey, hey, hey, I’ve heard this kind of voice before. I remember it, I remember it. I remember hearing the angry voice of a bird that shouted, “If the Tatmadaw attacks, I will strike back with sword and spear.” The voice was so loud. The anger of the people at that time was so strong that even the radios shook. I feel sorry for the people who had their ears cut off. Why do you love the Tatmadaw so much back then, and now you are so angry with the Tatmadaw that you left behind?”

U Yama pressed a button on the computer on the table.

“Your disciples will come too, it won’t be long. Here is a list of the generals who have been registered to come to Awi Si. Than Shwe, Maung Aye, Khin Nyunt, Soe Win, and Thura Shwe Mann. I will ask you about the conversation. The generals named Thura come often. Is Thura a rich man who takes everything he can get?” he asked. U Nay Win did not answer. He frowned, squinted, and looked back at King Yama.

The king smiled and pressed the computer button again. "I see, I see." The corner of his eye said, "The day I left the position of chairman, it was true that the army was firing."

"You're a big shot, aren't you?" he said. "Are you a big shot who shoots civilians? Oh my God, if your big shot accidentally falls out, I'll be torn to pieces. You're a dangerous, dangerous guy, you'll be far away." He said, "Well, Awi Si is really hot, I can't take you with me. I can't go wrong. I'll go, Tatta Goodbye," and then he kicked him.

The lowest level of hell, the Awisi Hell, was always burning with hot flames. When U Ne Win arrived, the fire became even more intense as huge flames rose.

In the land of the living, U Ne Win's remains were cremated in the Yewe Cemetery and the remaining ashes were scattered in the Zala River.

Here, the story of the great general of life was considered to have come to an end. It was not over yet, there was still more to be done.

The plot continues as General Ne Win's ashes are scattered in the river, leaving behind a clump of ashes.

One day, in the small monastery of Aung Taw Mu Zedit in Aung Bayan Village, Bago Township (the monastery is small. It has air conditioning.) The monk, the great monk Aung Htut Khaung, who was using the news, was in a daze because he had not slept all night the previous night.

Johnny Wall had been drinking Black Label whiskey from the gift that General Khin Nyunt had given him and had been drunk all night. The sun, the planet of the sun, was shining brightly, and his eyes were blinded. He immediately took out the three books of the Sama-Ya-Vedin and the Atapana Vedain (written by the first monk Thein), looked at them, and calculated the 12 zodiac signs on the stone tablets. The old man trembled. He immediately grabbed the cell phone and went to his house on May Kha Street.

“Hey, daughter Win?” “Is that you, Father?” “What’s the matter?”

"Did the float completely remove my grandfather's ashes?"

“I washed them all away as per the father’s orders.” “Not a single flower or a speck of dust was left?” “Not a single one was left. Is there a special reason?” “If you want to know, come quickly, my daughter.”

"I'll leave immediately by car, I'll be there in an hour."

After hanging up the phone, the old man dialed General Khin Nyunt's special phone number, which he had been given to call only.

“You have orders, Grandpa… I am your servant.” “Are your grandfather’s ashes still there? Let’s investigate.” “What should I do, Grandpa?”

"This is how it is, I have a vision. If you eat the ashes of your grandfather, you will be able to benefit as much as you can."

"Yes, yes, I will investigate myself. The priest said, 'Don't tell anyone about this prophecy. It's a top secret. I'll go and report it now.'"

“Top bike,” said Bo Taw, and Bo Khin Nyunt got out of the house and drove away. They had a secret phone call, and the “highest intelligence” detective agency, which was more advanced than them, had tapped his phone and recorded the audio. As soon as the phone call was hung up, Field Marshal Senior General Than Shwe and Senior General Maung Aye also learned about the “power” of the “potentially king.” At this point, the SPDC leadership began to stir.

It is true that nothing is impossible in the world. A handful of ashes remained. The ashes of the departed Awi Si San not only remained in Yangon, but a small amount of dust even reached Washington, D.C., the capital of the United States.

Those who have received the blue moon believe in the prophecy of the father. They eat it. Some are bitter and sour.

They lick it like salt. Some people can't stand the taste so they eat it by burying it in a banana.

U Nay Win's ashes also show extraordinary power.

The story of Ne Win's ashes being eaten by a group of Burmese leaders and a Burmese-American (a prominent leader of Burmese democracy) is fascinating.

Lucky for you readers. Because Bodaw Aung Htut Khaung was once a journalist. He was a disciple of Aung Bala. He was a very wealthy man who was very wealthy from the time of Masala.

Aung Htut Khaung was very powerful. He had direct telephone lines to the SPDC leaders, as well as direct telephone lines to the United States. He could also send telephone messages and short messages to his Assyrian correspondent Aung Bala, who was in Florida, claiming to be a teacher and to receive alms.

Ewan... Thus, readers now have the great privilege of reading and understanding the powerful story of the blue ball left behind by U Ne Win.

There are many Myanmar immigrants in America. The latest arrival to the Myanmar immigrant world is Ba Thein Win.

He was a very good cyclist. A Burmese proverb says, “A wheel that is too much should be borrowed.” Even Ba Thein Win, who was too much, had to borrow from time to time. However, Ba Thein Win, who was more than an average cyclist, rode even more, and by riding even more, he was able to shake off the dirt that had accumulated in him.

He has a talent for spreading gossip to others and causing trouble. He is called "the big fan of the top."

If we were to prove that Ba Thein Win was a man of means... He was the son of a top military commander who had risen to the rank of major general during the Masala era. He and his four sisters' names ended with "Win" in honor of General Ne Win, whom their father, the colonel, called "Father." He was close to his father, who had often visited his father's house during his childhood.